Chapter 94

Long Daosheng nodded with a smile. "Yes, I guessed that if I stated this matter directly, they certainly wouldn't agree, so I put on this act. If they still didn't agree after that, we would just have to wait another five years.

But fortunately, Brother Su's acting was very good. If I hadn't known in advance, I estimate even I would have been fooled, hahaha."

"Not at all. If you didn't have the strength approaching Martial Fate to suppress them, how could they have agreed so easily? When it comes down to it, it's still because of strength," Su Yun laughed.

Long Daosheng waved his hand with a smile. "Back then, you were the one who knew how to talk. So many years have passed and you haven't changed a bit, haha."

He looked at Qin Jiang. "Junior Brother, your potential is great. I think your current strength is no weaker than some fifth-rank Secret Martial Artists."

As the words fell, before Qin Jiang could respond, Su Yun spat out the tea in his mouth first.

"What did you say? H-his strength is no weaker than a fifth-rank Secret Martial Artist? Didn't you say he just finished practicing the Green Fire Copper Furnace Art?"

Long Daosheng looked at him. "Yes, does that conflict with anything?"

Hiss~ Su Yun gasped. Listen! Do you want to listen to what you are saying yourself?! Just finished practicing the Green Fire Copper Furnace Art, and his strength is no weaker than a fifth-rank Secret Martial Artist—is that something that can be said in the same breath? In Ning'an for so many years, no, no, no, in Yuan Prefecture for so many years, I've never heard of anyone who could contend with a fifth-rank Secret Martial Artist right after becoming a Secret Martial Artist! Let alone fifth-rank, being able to compare to a third-rank, or even barely defeating a second-rank Secret Martial Artist, would already be considered a monster-level figure! Enough to make some old monsters of the Longevity Sect fight over him!

Seeing this, Long Daosheng smiled with satisfaction. "You might not know, but Junior Brother was already able to defeat second-rank Secret Martial Artists during his time as a True Martial Artist.

Therefore, it is within expectations that he could possess the strength to contend with fifth-rank Secret Martial Artists after initially becoming a Secret Martial Artist.

You also know how large the gap is between a True Martial Artist and a Secret Martial Artist."

This information actually couldn't be hidden.

After all, Qin Jiang had already displayed monster-like talent when he was in Black Mountain City.

And what he could do was pave the way for Qin Jiang as much as possible, so that he could become stronger at the fastest speed.

Besides, a Secret Martial Artist is no longer a seedling; they can be considered a large tree that can shelter from the wind and rain.

How could one keep enduring and developing just because of some potential hidden dangers? Hiss~ The folding fan in Su Yun's hand was gripped by him until it made a friction sound without him realizing it.

He even suspected that his ears were broken. What did he hear? A True Martial Artist defeating a second-rank Secret Martial Artist—is this storytelling? Is this some wild history being told?

He looked at Qin Jiang, his eyes filled with some questioning and hopeful dazedness.

Qin Jiang nodded slightly. "It is about that strong."

Su Yun's facial features immediately scrunched together. He really wanted to slap himself! If he had known, he wouldn't have minded the trouble and would have arranged for people to solve the Ghost Mist together!

He looked at Long Daosheng, who was drinking tea leisurely, and pointed at him, unable to speak.

You old thing, you really deserve to die! You really deserve to die! It's one thing that you're so powerful, it's one thing that there are so many geniuses in your family, but this time you actually brought back such a peerless monster!!!

How is his Long family so lucky!

Suddenly, he had a feeling of wanting to cry, but the restraint of being a noble family head kept him from wailing loudly.

"Ah, you guys chat, my younger brother is about to give birth, I'm going back to pick up my dad from school."

Having said that, he turned and left directly, leaving Qin Jiang and Long Daosheng looking at each other.

After a few seconds, Long Daosheng smiled stiffly. "Hehehehe... Old Su is just like that, his brain was damaged when he was beaten back then, hehehehe..."

After laughing for a while, even Qin Jiang couldn't listen anymore, and immediately said, "If there is nothing else, I will return."

Long Daosheng hurriedly stopped his laughter and cleared his throat. "Don't, don't, don't, I haven't finished yet.

There is still some time until the end of the year, and I plan to push you to the fourth-rank Secret Martial Artist realm before the end of the year. That way, with your strength at that time, you should be able to sweep through all the Secret Martial Artists in Ning'an. However, for the sake of insurance, I will have the third one take action to eliminate the sixth-rank peak Secret Martial Artists of the Wang family and the Liu family."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jiang thought for a moment. "No need for that, I can sweep through them by myself. I will be slightly more serious in this True Disciple ranking tournament."

After speaking, he left directly.

After Qin Jiang left, Long Daosheng sat in his chair. He understood what Qin Jiang meant.

He wanted to show his strength in the True Disciple ranking tournament.

However, listening to Qin Jiang's tone, why did it feel like this ranking tournament was just child's play? Although Liu Chenyi of the Liu family, who ranked first among the current True Disciples, was only a fourth-rank Secret Martial Artist.

But it is said that he obtained some opportunities outside, has a source artifact divine sword by his side, and on the basis of the Green Fire Copper Furnace Art, he has superimposed the practice of another Secret Martial Art.

The power is not bad; he can use this to contend with fifth-rank Secret Martial Artists, and even threaten sixth-rank ones.

He had long let Long Qihan tell Qin Jiang this news, but even though he already knew, Qin Jiang was still indifferent now.

Is he truly indifferent, or is he simply confident in himself?

Thinking about it, he didn't know, but he could go and see when the competition arrived.

Several days later, outside Ning'an City, Linshui Town.

Qin Jiang walked on the small path of the small town. The road was built quite well; it was paved with stones. The edge of the road was right next to a small river, which was shimmering with a shallow red color, named the Hongshui River.

Looking out, this Linshui Town seemed to be built on the water. The moist air flowed into his internal organs along with his breath, quite having a bit of the tranquility of a Jiangnan small town from his previous life.

Moving forward along the river, there were many fish swimming in the water. There were old fishermen wearing coir rain capes catching fish, and women beating and washing clothes.

Not long after walking, a stone statue of a dragon-headed human body about three meters high appeared before his eyes. It was carved from a type of stone material mixed with quartz.

The left hand of the stone statue held a small rectangular object, while the right hand held a scroll of books, all of which were also carved from stone.

In front of the statue, an offering table was placed, and there was still half-burned incense in the incense burner.

This was his target this time, the Water-Born Dragon King Statue of Linshui Town.

According to legend, hundreds of years ago, this Hongshui River was not called by this name.

At that time, the people here did not offer sacrifices to the Canglang Dragon King, which aroused the dragon king's fury and triggered a flood.

It was this Water-Born Dragon King who stood at the confluence of the Hongshui River and the Canglang River, blocking the flood that filled the sky. That rectangular object was the water-calming object he used.

Later, the flood subsided, but the Canglang Dragon King's fury was even greater because of this. He ordered people to suppress the Water-Born Dragon King to the source of the Hongshui River, skin him, pull out his tendons, and shave off his flesh inch by inch.

The blood flowed for three months without stopping, dyeing this river water red, and it was later renamed the Hongshui River.

Walking slowly, he arrived in front of the Water-Born Dragon King Statue. The children around the stone statue saw Qin Jiang's luxurious clothing and dodged away one after another.

Qin Jiang looked at this stone statue. In this world, many legends became legends because of the passage of time.

And in reality, many of these legends were things that had actually happened.

He raised his hand and pressed it on the Water-Born Dragon King Statue. 【Potential points absorbing... 0.5, 0.4, 0.5, 0.6】

【Potential points: 708.8】

(End of this chapter)